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 Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 7:54 pm
Things with Hessonite had gone as smoothly as they could have but nothing felt better than stepping out of that office and letting out a string of nervous cursing as she worked on getting Meissa back to her new place. “Time to check out your new place, no rush though.” They seemed off, at least not exactly the same as before besides the difference in uniform and the addition of the cracks. It was just a quick teleport towards her place, not quite there but close enough that the walk wouldn’t suck as bad with her new roommate in tow. “Power down, we’re close and you can lay down or if you need to eat or I’m not sure?” It wasn’t something she’d seen before but all in all, it was over and now the hustling had to start. It didn’t look like they’d had anything with them but she wasn’t a mind reader and couldn’t just spy into their subspace or whatever. Now that she was powered down, and all that hair was gone, Morgan shuffled around to dig out her keys ahead of time. Once she was powered down, a thought crossed her mind and she looked at the other. “Oh yeah uh, I’m Morgan.” Just a quick thing as she fiddled through the ring of keys until she found the newest-looking one of the batch.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 7:56 pm
Things were still unfocused. Was that normal? The bluenette kept her right hand up near the hole that had appeared in her chest. There seemed to still be residual pain signals firing up into her brain. Normal or not normal? Even as Beatrix shepherded her out of the office they’d been in with the General Queen did the additional weight of moving with an extra amount of hair that had suddenly appeared, Rapunzel-like, did the freshly corrupted senshi follow after Beatrix … just rather slowly. There would be plenty of time, later perhaps, that she would learn about where she was exactly as it was still sort of strange.
It felt like she had woken up from some sort of strange dream in that office with a hand retreating out of her chest. The only thing that concerned Meissa is that she couldn’t really recall how she’d come to be there in the first place. No matter how hard she tried to remember the details just did not come to her. It was a little alarming given the situation but she could deal with things later.
As the view around them changed from a dark and gloomy hallway to a quiet side street someplace that she didn’t recognize did Meissa take into account what Beatrix was telling her before the other girl simply changed somehow. Power down; she could do that too, right? Without even knowing how it happened her own transformation fell away to leave her in what appeared to be everyday street clothes. A key seemed to be fastened to her jeans and even as Beatrix introduced herself as Morgan did an expression of concern flit over her features before she shuddered. The place in which vital information, like her name, might have been stored in her mind was shockingly empty. What had happened?
“I would tell you my name,” she started to say before the rest of her words came out in a whisper, “but I can’t seem to remember it.”
Even as Morgan seemed to fumble with the ring of keys she was carrying did she gently thumb the one that was attached to her before unclipping it and holding it up for Morgan to see, “What’s this one for? Is it important?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 7:57 pm
It was a bit weird seeing them as a civilian, considering that before tonight they’d probably been someone else. That’s how that worked right? Some weird sort of witness protection sort of vibe thing? But she felt kinda bad when she realized they couldn’t remember their name. “You’re okay, we can figure that out later then. How about just M and B still? I’m B and you’re M.”
If they remembered senshi stuff that would work out for now, though getting a new ID and stuff would be a bit weird without a name. It already sounded like a lot but there wasn’t a rush right now really. The thoughts kind of drifted to the back of her mind as they held up a key. Blinking for a moment as the gears turned in her head, Morgan worked through where she’d seen one like that before fiddling through the ring and seeing one sort of similar but busted on her keyring.
“Oh s**t superspy, I know where that key goes. But it’s like…. A few blocks away. If you feel alright we can hoof it over there? It’s for one of those lockers at the station, I used to have all my stuff in one when I was couch surfing in college…” Well once she’d dropped out after things had happened but that wasn’t something she’d talk about, especially not with someone that wasn’t doing alright at the moment.
“If not, we can do that first thing in the morning after you get some rest. I got like ice cream and some snacks just in case you were hungry but I wasn’t exactly sure what you’d like. I can always pick stuff up from where I work.” It had been a rarity that she’d graced Todd with her presence at the 7/11 but they were chill with her only working every once in a while. The last month figuring all this out had been enough of a stable stint that at one point one of the regulars had been surprised at seeing her two days in a row instead of once or twice a month.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 7:58 pm
M. Em? Could work for the meantime. It’s better than nothing, the woman thought to herself before merely nodding in favor of the temporary moniker assigned to her from Morgan. As the other exclaimed that she knew where the key belonged there was a hope that rose in her that she’d figure things out before it fizzled out. A station locker? Odd. Why would she have left stuff there? It was a mystery. Superspy, indeed. Taking a moment with the options that were laid out for before her Em concentrated on how she was feeling.
“I think the idea of resting is probably the best option. I’m curious as to why I’d have such a key with me but the mystery could wait until the morning to solve.”
That was probably the best route to go. Everything was still very raw and visceral. The prospect of being able to get answers at any time meant that while the chance of rest was open, she should take the opportunity to do so. Her stomach rumbled then, as in agreement that the consumption of available food would not be amiss in a moment like this. She grinned sheepishly at Morgan, or B (which would be correct?) before simply nodding towards the door, “snacks and resting first, mysterious locker, in the morning.”
See, at least she knew she could be sensible about decision making. The weight of the key and what it could represent would weigh on her mind but for now it seemed like the order of things had been decided by priorities of human needs.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 8:00 pm
Taking the nod as a positive, Morgan smiled and unlocked the door to the apartment. “I’m still getting stuff together so it’s a bit of a work in progress. I just got the couch last weekend when students were moving out of a place.” Throwing stuff out of her pockets onto the table by the door she flipped on the set of light switches so that everything showed.
“Your room and bathroom are over on that end, yeah and there’s a thermostat too. I never had one before so I’ve kinda just left it on whatever but you can mess with it if you want. Anything in the fridge or cabinets is free game except the monster. I need it for work and stuff, I’ve got some more stuff that’s supposed to get delivered in the next day or so too.” At least here if someone left a package at her door she knew it would be there when she woke up or got back from being out and about.
Throwing herself on the couch she looked around and thought about how best to start things. “So… I guess let me know what you’re thinking and I can do my best to help you figure it out. I know some things but yeah. Most of the stuff we’re gonna do has to wait until the morning.” She’d have to go begrudgingly bother a mauvian at some point for some things, maybe Tama, since they’d been the one to help her with her promotions and hadn’t been too annoying.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 8:00 pm
Em looked around at the hallway that Morgan had entered through before taking a long moment to simply observe the interior of the apartment. Decent size, and it would have to be if it held two bedrooms plus everything else she could see at her simple assessment of the place. Her eyes traveled over towards the area that was mentioned as holding her room and bathroom before she merely gave a sharp nod in response. Walking over towards the kitchen area Em glanced to the cabinets that had been indicated and towards the fridge before simply going past each cabinet door, opening every single one. A quick glance at the interior of the fridge yielded even more food as did the freezer. A simple carton of ice cream had been opened and Em pulled it out before shaking it in Morgan’s direction. Her gaze took in the flavor before she found her voice, “can I finish what’s left in here? It seems half empty …” What she was trying to really ask is, would she need to use a bowl if she were going to finish off the mint chip flavor.
While she waited for a reply the bluenette also began to poke around in the various cupboards and cabinets before closing each one softly. There seemed to be a lot of things that she would like to sample but even with Morgan’s warning of not touching the Monster Em still wasn’t one hundred percent comfortable with the idea of just taking what she wanted.
Taking the carton of mint chip ice cream to the table Em went back to the kitchen to grab a bowl just in case before she contemplated what else it was that Morgan had mentioned to her about what she might be thinking. Well that seemed to be a loaded question.
“I think right now, in this time and place, what I want to know the most … is well: What happened to me? I know you and all that but why does it seem like I have amnesia all of a sudden?”
The unspoken question that lingered in Em’s mind was more along the lines of: will I get back what memories I’ve seemed to have lost?
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 8:02 pm
Morgan watched as they poked around the kitchen, hoping they would like something that was in there. Seeing the tub of ice cream she nodded. “Oh yeah totally, have at it you can just eat it from the pint yanno. No need to like dirty extra dishes and stuff. I guess though…. there’s a dishwasher here but like, I’ve never had one before so I gotta figure out how it works. I’ve just been using the sink as usual for stuff.” Not that she really cooked and most of her microwaveable food was in a container she could eat out of so she only dirtied utensils.
“You can have at anything, not sure exactly what you might like but I eat pretty much whatever. Never was picky when it came to food if you could call the stuff at work food…” Shuddering at the thought of the mystery concoction slurpees at the 7/11 she worked at.
Stretching out, she flinched at that question a bit. It was something she didn’t one hundred percent know the answer to even if she had a rundown from Miyamoto. It was more she knew what happened but not exactly why. A few ideas maybe but nothing concrete. Internally she cursed at not reading more into the database thing before all this happened but she was gonna do her best.
“Okay sooooooo like… yanno witness protection? Your starseed basically did that to you when you joined us. My whole deal with how I joined was a lot different so I never had it happen to me. I think somethings might come back but like witness protection stuff stays gone that could cause trouble. At least that’s what I think but I can ask my boss lady or the big boss lady you meet to get more information about it. Either way, it’s not something to like give yourself bad vibes over for tonight since it’s been pretty eventful.”
The whole time she spoke she sort of gestured with her hands vaguely as she tried to work through her thought process as she spoke. It wasn’t the best explanation but she felt sort of okay with it all. “So basically you’re a superspy and we gotta figure out a new name I think for ya maybe in the morning when we go check out that locker. All the other like paperwork and red tape stuff get handled by kitty cats or someone in one of the other departments. Just gotta figure it all out and get it together but no like rush or pressure since they get to like skip the line. No waiting for like ever at the DMV and stuff which is pretty bitchin if you ask me.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 8:02 pm
So she was either like a spy or like someone who was in witness protection? Weren’t those two ideas polar opposites? A spy wouldn’t need witness protection, not if they were good enough at their job, right? At getting confirmation that the rest of the ice cream could be hers Em stuck the spoon into the carton before digging around and coming up with a decent sized amount of ice cream on the end before simply inserting the utensil with its payload of minty-chocolatey goodness into her mouth. Almost instantly the action was regretted as the surge of cold traveled down her throat before she shook off the unpleasant freezing sensation. Focusing on at least making the spoonful of ice cream more manageable did the bluenette recall moments earlier in the evening once she had seemingly woken up in the office of the General Queen before her gaze dropped to the table. There was a gap in her memories that seemed almost blocked off from any attempt she made to circumvent whatever it was keeping her from accessing what seemed to be hidden away.
So it was possible those memories would never return? Would it mean making new memories in the absence?
Oh, what had Morgan just said about needing cats for paperwork? An image sprung up in her mind of a cat behind a desk before she hid a small grin. It probably wasn’t like that at all but the cat in her mind had been rather cute: all pale fur that looked absolutely soft and petable.
Pushing her spoon back into the container of ice cream Em sighed before looking around at the living room area before blurting out a question that suddenly popped into her head, “got anything to read?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 8:03 pm
“Brain freeze? That was way too much ice cream yanno.” Laughing as she watched them eat it for a moment before looking towards the TV. She’d just gotten the thing set up and still needed to figure out all the passwords and things to watch movies or whatever on it.
The mention of books had her thinking, she had some comics, a few artbooks, and just a random box of books and things that were left behind by whoever lived here before. Apparently they’d moved to one of the bigger apartments upstairs but didn’t need anything. She’d bumped into the pair while moving in but other than that she hadn’t seen them again really.
“Uh….. I have some stuff but I don’t really read much unless you count comics on my phone?” Getting up, she moved over to one of the closets on her side of the place. After a bit of rifling and some mild cursing as things avalanched out of it, she returned and set the box of books and comics on the table. “If you like to read and stuff, we can get a bookshelf or something? There’s a used bookstore nearby I think and then there’s a good will over by where I work. It’s closed when I work though since graveyard shift yanno but I know the area pretty well.”
It also helped that this place was a lot closer to the 7/11, she didn’t have to walk through the shittier parts of town for an hour to get there. It was more like a fifteen minute walk with some nice nature and stuff, things she’d never really saw near where she used to live.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 8:03 pm
Oh. Disappointment might have been visible to Morgan at the mention of basically having mostly just comic books to read, and not even paper ones at that. Her gaze followed the other woman as she moved to dig through a closet before she slipped her spoon back into the carton of ice cream. With the warning of brain freeze fresh in her mind Em was careful to reduce the amount she pulled out of the container before taking smaller sized bites of the mint-flavored creaminess. Much better. Gotta remember this brain freeze thing though. When Morgan finally re-emerged from the closet space with a box of reading material, did Em merely stick the spoon upright in the container before moving closer to inspect the titles that were emblazoned on the sides. Most of the titles meant nothing to her even as she scanned them closely. The comics were instantly ignored for the more hefty volumes of fiction.
While it didn’t seem like there were a lot of titles to choose from, Em picked out one book and scanned the back to get the smallest idea of what might be contained within before she found her voice. “I honestly can’t say if I do like to read or not. I just feel like it’s something I could do to pass whatever free time I might have in the future. Given the fact that I think I might be bringing more books into our place, I think a bookshelf could be a good investment.”
The book she had been looking at was titled with two words and after scanning the back she gave Morgan a small grin, “I like the sounds of this one. Who knows, maybe I can enhance my super spy lifestyle.”
Walking back to the table where the ice cream sat, the bluenette retrieved it and walked back towards the kitchen before pulling the spoon free and dropping it into the sink. The ice cream was sealed back up and placed back into the freezer before she glanced back down towards the hall. She would have simply left at that point to check out the room that she had been assigned before she turned back to face Morgan, “are there any other rules I should know about, you know with co-habiting with you and all besides not touching the Monster energy drinks?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2024 10:03 pm
"Ah yeah, def you can read to pass the time while we get stuff figured. I can lend my comic accounts and stuff for mobile once we get that set up to ya." She figured in the list of thousands of comics she'd read over the years on that account they'd have plenty to read from almost every genre. Just scrolling away the time at work had led to that web comic collection of hers becoming a library of Alexandria. Noticing the motions as they put the ice cream away, she typed a note on her phone to remember to get more for them when she worked next. The mention of rules and stuff had her dumbfounded for a moment, her face scrunching up as she tried to think. "Uh.... as long as the vibes are chill I'm ok with pretty much anything. Just uhm.... sometimes I work the graveyard shift at the 7/11 after patrolling or vice versa whatever so I sleep during the daytime? But like if you need me for something just like... knock on my bedroom door like you're trying to wake the dead yanno? I think I am going to konk out soon and it might be good for you too to get some sleep so we can go figure out what you got in that locker super spy." Getting up from the couch, she stretched and pulled the rubber bands that were holding her short braids out so she could shake her out into a sort of wild mess. It was better to sleep without the bands in because they weren't really supposed to be used for hair but hey it worked in a pinch and worked better than the fabric elastics. "Have a good night okay?" With that she waved the other off and went to her room, leaving the door cracked for tonight just in case they needed her or hand any more questions.
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